Can’t think of the metaphors, now those images are blurrySeeking an opinion on time, a paradox that I can explore aloneIn line, but the stars are not aligned yetSky looks mysterious through the camouflaged scenery I feel even smaller now,for now, the amplified consciousness is asleepInsignificant corner- where the orb is positioned as energy spirals out like fireworks Waiting for pure darkness where I cannot … Continue reading Thinking is a Journey
Wherever the mind sets, does it rise above the rest Journey is not about settling there, waiting for the sunrise Resurgence from the East, a squint of light, teasing the little gaps between the curtains Darkness retreats, somewhere, not judged by the prejudices All that plodding along the conservative ways returns to a void A circuitous path becomes a recurring theme in life, nothing yields … Continue reading Mindsets
Carelessly bypassing reality As if time has no hold on the truth A desperate rush, resembles a tornado Threatening the core of existence Nothing is memorable anymore Truths are mere experiments In a controlled environment Suspicious ingredients of warped world Like a double helix being fixed With new information, a cautionary tale Of being taught to ignore the signs Many, many more to arrive, devious … Continue reading Ignore
Crawling time develops thousands of feet, towards wilderness Thinking of arriving at freedom, from all pain and misbeliefs A lonely existence amongst a crowd infusing interpretations, meddling with the consciousness Illusions aren’t enough, contradictions are like the Lernean Hydra Slow progress of time through a tunnel misguided, without a beginning and end Coexistence with misappropriated truths boldly etched on a fragile surface Everything seems to … Continue reading Still, It’s Still not Enough
When Time springs to life and I feel that I exist, in a reality still preserved It’s rarely true when life is not defined by common approvals, only if I trust their agreement An escape from the common desires, not tired anymore from the compulsory contracts Constructing a dwelling out of pure freedom where I can dream Suffering from perceptions is not my deal, and … Continue reading Rare Moments
The world blinks, it’s momentary, even evades our consciousness Shadows slink and move towards an oblivious horizon Skipping a beat, the heart beckons the mind, a timid response from an hyperbolic instance Without realizing the shift in instincts from the overburdened reality Nothing is realistic, noting down some variety of deviance Rising degrees of conflicts, a perpetual delusion off the hazy landscape Feels unreal, but … Continue reading After the Shadows
Tinged with poignant hues, rippled horizon from night’s lamentations Dulled crimson looks odd on a morning canvas, dreams are barometers of human loneliness Yesterday has a significant influence, whereas, the present looks bewildered In between, a lone man tries to train his eyes to look beyond Thinking,”this too will be washed away”, may be needs another fierce downpour It may either make the world look … Continue reading Dreams after Waking up
How long have you known the present, when it’s fleeting nature takes it elsewhere Search through your memories, even at the backyards of abandoned time Honestly, the present is reduced to other particles, dwells in another dimension Yet you want to grasp it, but escapes magically like ethereal dust Wounding the consciousness around a fundamentally unstable reality is insanity Truth has a cultural tone, disguised … Continue reading What Really Exists
Daunting dawn fiery as Hell, trembling particles swept away by furious winds Demure darkness swallowed by a vortex, dreams visited fiendish territories Deepening deception of time, torturing the soul with fiery rage Nude trees, evaporating waters, the bald Earth devoid of feelings Quarreling voices destabilize abodes, wilted will of defeated souls Sputtering and flickering candles, elongated shadows crawling across salty walls Sweltering warnings, refracted rage, … Continue reading Suffocating
If there were no movements would you have found your stability Imaginations never liked stagnating and getting muddled with indistinct thoughts Significant moments of feeling the pulse of change; consciousness learns to balance the momentum Even in stillness, the void expands, responding to the cosmic rhythm Feels like an unknown existence while connecting to the distant hum Even before time existed and nothing was conceived, … Continue reading Off Balance
Amitav Chowdhury 